That's what's killing her,
She's lost, she's full of fear.
Sometimes she's uncomfortable in
Her own skin
She wants to free,
Disappear and turn off
The thoughts that swarm her head
She wants to lock herself in her room
Where no one can see her
The outside world frightens her
She'd rather be alone,
Where anxiety doesn't haunt her.
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Anxiety
PoetryAnxiety is not a joke. This is based on Anxiety, some poems and what not. So, enjoy. Some of these aren't mine, the owners get the credit. (Most came off this website; http://hellopoetry.com with the Anxiety hash-tag) I am using other people's poem...
